Ling Feng's expression grew solemn; this mysterious masked person actually knew his true identity! Moreover, he was confident enough to want to fight him after finding out who he was, which meant he was either bluffing or he truly possessed such strength!

Wolong Mountain was full of Crouching Tigers and Hidden Dragons; Ling Feng was well aware of that. Even though he was known as one of the Eight War Gods, even though he had ample confidence in himself, he never underestimated any enemy in his heart!

"Hmph," Ling Feng snorted coldly, his body a blur as he took the initiative and charged at the masked man.

Recovering his strength, Ling Feng was bursting with confidence. His figure was like a phantom in the night sky, his speed so fast that the naked eye couldn't keep up with it!

With a boom, Ling Feng's punch flew forward; before it even arrived, the force of the punch had already reached the masked man.

There was a loud bang, and the masked man's body flew out like it had been hit by a cannonball, crashing into a swath of trees and startling night birds on Lang Mountain into frantic flight, their cries piercing the air.

"Not bad, not bad. The force in your punch is quite impressive indeed," the masked man stood up, brushing dust off himself, seemingly unharmed.

A thought crossed Ling Feng's mind; when the punch had impacted, the masked man's body had twisted oddly with the wind of the punch. It seemed like he had been hit, but he had managed to dissipate most of the force. Even so, that wasn't something any ordinary A-class expert could withstand!

That meant the real strength of this masked man had to be at the S-class, the Demi-God Domain level!

"When did so many masters of the Demi-God Domain start to appear?" Ling Feng's eyebrows knitted together, his wariness toward the masked person growing.

The masked person laughed and said, "What's the matter? Losing your nerve so quickly? That's not the style of Blood-Handed Asura! 'Asura emerges, corpses spread for thousands of miles.' Who would have thought that, in just a short half year, Blood-Handed Asura would turn into a caged beast, tsk tsk tsk!"

Ling Feng took a deep breath and asked, "Who exactly are you? How do you know so much?"

The masked man smiled faintly, "I know far more than you can imagine! Just now, it was your turn to attack me. Now, it's my turn to strike!"

As he spoke, the masked man's figure wavered, and the moon overhead seemed to take on a sinister red hue. In the moonlight, the masked man's body started to blur. At the same time, an unbearable sonic wave reached Ling Feng's ears, almost piercing through his eardrums!

With a muffled sound, Ling Feng's complexion changed drastically; such sonic attacks were almost impossible to defend against!

Ling Feng felt as if a bomb had gone off in his head. Had his spirit not been incredibly resilient, that move could have nearly collapsed his combat abilities!

Seizing the opportunity, the masked person flashed to Ling Feng's back, extending his hands to reveal sharp claws, which he silently inserted toward Ling Feng's back!

But, the anticipated tearing didn't happen; Ling Feng's hands somehow caught the masked person's claws in mid-air.

"How is this possible!" exclaimed the masked person in surprise. How had Ling Feng been able to resist his Demonic Sound and accurately pinpoint his location? How did he do it?

"I sealed off your Five Senses with Demonic Sound, how did you sense my presence?" the masked person couldn't help but ask.

The corner of Ling Feng's mouth lifted in a slight smile, "How did I calculate it? I think you should understand better than I do. Sometimes, the five senses can deceive oneself, but the sound waves do not… Isn't that right? Master of the Blood Clan!"

With that, Ling Feng tightened his grip, and with a snap, the masked man's hands were broken by Ling Feng!

Afterwards, Ling Feng delivered a kick that landed squarely on the masked man's face, shattering his mask and sending him flying before he crashed heavily to the ground!

This kick by Ling Feng truly hit the man's face—hard.

"Hahaha, that really hurts!" the man rose to his feet, his mask now in fragments, revealing the Blood Clan's eerily handsome visage.

Beams of moonlight poured down, and the man's wounds gradually healed under the moon's glow.

"I never expected that you would possess our Blood Clan's ultrasonic power!" the man looked at Ling Feng and exclaimed, "I really underestimated you. No wonder he said your potential is boundless; you're far from reaching your limit!"

Ling Feng frowned, though he didn't recognize this member of the Blood Clan, he could feel the formidable power emanating from him. Just the man's regenerative power was enough to give him a headache!

Moreover, given his strength, he must have held at least the position of an Elder within the Blood Clan! But what piqued Ling Feng's curiosity was who this 'he' the Blood Clan member mentioned was? He seemed to be quite familiar with Ling Feng!

"Now I can tell you information about the Nine Nether Blood Lotus!" At this moment, the Blood Clan member actually offered to speak.

Ling Feng furrowed his brows and didn't rush to inquire but instead asked, "Who exactly are you, and who is this 'he' you mentioned?"

The man from the Blood Clan cracked a slight smile, "You'll find out in time! However, I can tell you that you've already caught our attention. We are very interested in you, and we will offer you help proactively. Consider the information about the Nine Nether Blood Lotus our way of giving back and showing goodwill!"

"At the top of Wolong Mountain, your old butler, he has the scent of the Nine Nether Blood Lotus on him. Whether you believe it or not is entirely up to you!" After saying this, the figure of the Blood Clan member began to gradually vanish.

Ling Feng shouted, "Don't go, who exactly are you! What organization do you belong to!"

By the time Ling Feng charged over, the Blood Clan man with the mask had already disappeared completely from Ling Feng's sight. The Blood Clan's escape technique could be called unparalleled in the world.

Ling Feng's heart felt heavy; a sense of alarm rose within him, as if he had stepped into a perilous situation. This feeling had only occurred during the most dangerous missions he had carried out in the past!

"Is this Blood Clan member from the Dark Church?" Ling Feng took a deep breath, "I hope it's a person from the Dark Church; otherwise, it means there's an organization not inferior to the Dark Church that's been surreptitiously watching something! This feeling is really uncomfortable!"

"As for the Nine Nether Blood Lotus... could it really be with Ao Yun?" Ling Feng furrowed his brows, "How credible is what this Blood Clan member said?"

For some reason, Ling Feng's subconscious was telling him that what the Blood Clan member said was very likely to be true!

If it were true, Ling Feng found it even harder to accept! Because he had gradually come to accept Ao Yun's existence and surely Ao Yun should be aware of the significance of the Nine Nether Blood Lotus to himself.

"Thinking about it now is useless!" Ling Feng sighed, "Once I find Ao Yun, I must ask him about this matter!"

As he said this, Ling Feng glanced at the bright moon, then paused, pulling out his phone only to discover the battery was dead!

"This is terrible, I'm going to be so late, I'm done for!" Ling Feng panicked and then turned and dashed towards the direction of Yanjing City District.

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